If you traveled back to ancient times, while others ate Guanyin clay, you would actually have giant

"The Great Dragon has a new type of weapon that is specifically designed to counter our cavalry, which is why we have suffered defeats. I have called you here today to discuss a strategy to defeat the enemy."

Ululu did not try to hide the truth about his army's previous defeat, because he couldn't hide it on the grassland anyway, so he might as well tell it frankly.

"Khan, I am willing to lead my people to fight against the Great Dragon Army and avenge you."

These words sound like well-intentioned at first glance, but in reality, they are a blatant slap in the face to Ululu. However, Ululu was not angry. The reason why he led his tribe to become stronger step by step and even became the Khan is because he was good at being patient.

"Okay, then go ahead."

Wululu agreed, much to the other party's surprise that their casual remark had been taken seriously and agreed to.

The rules of the grasslands are that a promise is a promise; whatever the reason for the statement, once it's spoken, it must be kept. This person is now in a dilemma and ultimately has no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the order.

This is the insidious nature of Wululu. Since the opponent keeps provoking, just let him have his way. If he wins against the dragon, that would be best. If he fails, he can at least weaken his strength. After all, it's a waste of food to keep a disobedient dog around.

. . . . . . .

Uchahar is one of these unlucky guys. Because of a joke he made at the meeting, he is now forced to fight against the Great Dragon Army. He knows what Wululu meant, but who told him to be so cheeky back then?

"Where is the Great Dragon Army?"

Upon seeing his scouts return, Uchahar quickly asked.

"Chief, the Great Dragon Army is about half an hour away from us."

The army of 120,000 led by the Crown Prince of the Great Dragon was too large, and they couldn't even defeat the Ululu. Uchahar was not stupid, so he set his sights on the Great Dragon army, which only had 80,000 men. At the time, he didn't say which one he wanted to attack.

Uchahar also had 50,000 cavalry, but unlike Ululu, whose 50,000 men were only a part of his army, Uchahar's 50,000 men were his entire force.

"When they arrive, we'll immediately charge in and catch them off guard."

"The leader has a brilliant plan."

For these uneducated barbarians, this was indeed a good strategy, and the cavalry had no other means of fighting besides charging.

The massive army of 80,000 men stretched out so long that you could see the beginning but not the end.

"good chance."

Uchahar felt that this formation was more advantageous to him, and he had asked his men to inquire about it in the Wululu army before he came.

The new weapon that Wululu mentioned can attack from a distance and makes a thunderous sound when it attacks. It seems that Wuchahar is not a reckless man after all.

However, even with the intelligence, Uchahar only felt that this thing was just like an arrow with an extra thunderous sound, and not worth worrying about.

The Great Dragon Army marched across the grassland in a long, single-file formation, when suddenly the cavalry of the Uchahar Army, who had been lying in ambush on both sides, appeared and charged forward.

"Kill~~~"

"Woo~~~~~"

The Great Dragon Army was startled by the cavalry that suddenly appeared on both sides, but quickly recovered.

Long-term training in handling firearms has enabled these soldiers to skillfully form ranks and load ammunition.

"aim."

"shooting."

Just as the cavalry was about to close in at two hundred meters, a series of thunderous sounds suddenly rang out, startling all the Dazi cavalrymen, especially Uchahar.

"This is a weapon that can emit thunder!"

Uchahar was first startled by the sound, and then he saw his cavalrymen fall in droves.

Because it was so far away, we couldn't even see how or what killed these soldiers.

"Did Da Long really obtain a divine artifact?"

After seeing it with his own eyes, Uchahar had no choice but to believe it.

But at this moment, he had no way out.

"This thing is a ranged weapon; it's useless in close combat. Charge faster."

Uchahar is usually a bit simple-minded, but unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, he actually discovered the key to the problem.

Unfortunately, by the time his orders were given, the cavalrymen were already gripped by fear and had long lost the will to continue fighting.

With defeat inevitable, Uchahar watched helplessly as his soldiers scattered and fled. He could only turn his horse around and ride away from the area.

. . . . . . .

The Khan's tent.

"Reporting to the Khan, the Uchahar tribe encountered the 80,000-strong army of the Great Dragon, and the Uchahar were routed in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

When Uchahar left the Khan's tent, Ululu sent scouts to follow him so that they could report back at any time. News of the defeat was also the first to reach Ululu.

Where is Uchahar now?

This defeat of Uchahar gave Wululu an excuse to deal with him. Strike while the iron is hot. The way of the grasslands is the survival of the fittest. This is a good opportunity to annex Uchahar.

"Khan, Uchahar has now fled back to his own tribe."

"what?"

Uchahar didn't return to the Khan's tent, but instead went back to his own tribe. It seems he knew that coming here would be pointless, so he decided to go all the way back to his base camp.

. . . . . .

Dortmund.

Zhou Wu had just finished dealing with the spoils of the Crown Prince's army when he received the spoils from the Second Army.

"Are you trying to kill us? Is this never going to end?"

After just one day of rest, they received a large number of prisoners of war, horses, and weapons.

Everything remained the same. Prisoners, horses that could not be used in battle, and weapons and equipment were all sent to the South China Sea, while intact warhorses were sent to the capital. We may have the meat, but we must leave some soup for the capital.

In everyone's eyes, warhorses were the best of the spoils of war. However, on the contrary, the cost of raising warhorses was too high. Although Zhou Wu could afford to raise them, for Zhou Wu, who was in the early stages of building his business, warhorses were purely consumables. Moreover, the South China Sea was an island, so there was no need for cavalry. As for his Qingyang Army, there were only three thousand men in total, and they were all equipped with warhorses. Any more would be a waste.

Compared to warhorses, prisoners of war were excellent laborers. Moreover, since they were Dazan prisoners of war, there was no need to worry about their lives. Injured horses could be used for pulling and riding, and weapons and equipment could be sold to unsuspecting buyers.

"See my lord."

The man who came was Benboer, the magistrate of Dorcheng. Zhou Wu was too busy to handle everything, so he asked him to come and help.

"Did you find the person I asked you to find?"

The logistics department is currently facing a severe shortage of manpower, which is why Zhou Wu asked Benbo'er to recruit some civilians to help out. This was partly to alleviate the pressure on the logistics department, and partly to find some jobs for these civilians to earn money.

There's not much to do in Dor City normally. Zhou Wu has been here for so long, and he still doesn't know how these people make a living.